You & me



It’s hard to grasp

our theory


heart strings ping

like a young girl’s


fingers plucking

pale dawn.


This moment is

upon us:


ethereal breeze

sends us scent


of promise.


Complexity binds

our smile


a cat’s cradle

of knowledge.


I cannot call this



more a marriage

of essence,


a Sufi delight

full throttle

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